I gathered my ranks of Dramione authors to convince Hermione to see the light.
I, of course, was leading the writers and readers.
We schemed and planned in a secret forum, and the morning of our attack dawned dark and late at midnight.
Breaking clichés, Alice Fate Santiago.
I told the Fat Lady that I was on Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore's orders, and she let us through. It WAS true.
We stormed her dorm, yelling, "DRAMIONE FOREVER!", and, "HERMIONE MALFOY!", and things of the like.
She spotted me, handing out the rotten fruit which some she dodged; some hit her, some which splattered against her Protego charm, and various others, which Crookshanks ate.
And she yelled so loud all my ranks stopped and said, "You're on your own" or, "See ya when you review" and simply, "Bye"
She yelled, "ALICE!"
"COME BACK YOU COWARDS!"